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Chapter 128: Decisions Bear stood in the bow of the boat, wagging his tail, as Blake made the crossing from the mainland to the island. He'd brought with him a toolbox, extra glass panes, and a piece of plywood. He wondered if Shasta was still watching from the cabin's deck, but he didn't turn around to see. It had been a long time since he'd wanted something so badly, and the thought that it might not work out gave him a literal pain in his gut.

He helped to sustain all my unmet needs and was such a generous lover who expected nothing in return — unless his batteries ran flat. The only downside was I had to plan our secret liaisons with utmost discretion, meeting up whenever the boys were away for the night on ranger duties. The first time Buzz and I fooled around, my mates smelled I had gotten a little frisky in the bedroom. Buzz doesn't emit any scent, so they assumed I had been petting the kitty and berated me for teasing them. They thought they were smarter than me, but I was a fast learner. The next time I was feeling amorous, Buzz and I shared a sweet-scented bubble bath. One of his many talents was that he was waterproof.

Plus, my doctor said my hormones were out of balance, and I needed a way to relieve the stress. However, I already had a wolfhound at home. Salem Tarr would definitely have taken issue with it. Sensing my hesitation, the vendor kicked the beastkin. "Get up and show the lady your muscles." The beastkin rose to his feet slowly. Chains bound his body, and he could only remove his black T-shirt with one hand, instantly revealing his lean, pale muscles. However, his skin was covered in bruises and scars.

We nod. “My father’s the council leader now… I should go talk to him,” Lawrence says, glancing at me. “Will you be alright?” he asks softly. I nod, unwilling to admit I’d beg him not to leave. I can’t face Beverly alone right now. Lawrence and Sonia leave, and I’m left with Beverly. Her hazel eyes, filled with tears, flare with anger. “It’s your fault,” she snarls before storming out. Her wolf form appears outside the doctor’s hut—light brown fur, liquid gold eyes, snarling as she leaps into the forest.

“This place is insane. Private dock, hot tub, the works. We’re going to own this lake for a month.” Brenda, twenty-four, flipped her dark ponytail and laughed. Fit from years of yoga and hiking, she wore tiny denim shorts and a cropped tank top that showed a strip of toned midriff. “As long as you don’t hog the kayaks, bro. I plan on paddling around naked if it gets hot enough.” Lily swatted her daughter’s arm playfully. “Brenda! We just got here. Let’s at least pretend this is a normal family reunion before we start stripping.”

I'm still puzzled by all the questions in my head. I walk to Brenda's office. I need to find something that at least gives me a clue about the connection between me and that human. I look at the neatly arranged books on Brenda's shelf, and my gaze falls on an old book that I recall is her favorite. What I'm experiencing right now isn't that different from Brenda's situation. Her partner, who's a mix of human and wolf, is the one who brought about her resurrection. Although their relationship seems complicated now, as Rex seems to be growing resentful towards Brenda, I don't want to get too involved in their affairs.

At the Northern Center of the room, A king size bed laid at the Corner with Brenda laying softly on the bed with her two brown eyes deeply closed. Next, her lips quivered the same time a slight brush of Wind blew through her body While she flunged her eyes open and stood abruptly on the bed. Not a second pass and a low gasp could be heard as Brenda widened her eyes, realization dawning on her as slight images from the previous Night clouded her head...... The last thing she remembered was the dance, Davis's sudden outburst, The bite and..... Reed. Using her Werewolves Abilities, Brenda stood sharply from her bed and dashed towards the Door Open at open speed but gasped as a Strong force repe

I yelled crudely like he wasn’t two steps away from me. Best to ask and get it over with so I could start prepping my will. Not that I had anything to give save for my favourite green beanie and a suspicious undead teddy bear. I reckoned if I stretched my leg, it would brush against the blue denim of his jeans. I did not stretch my leg. Crutches were hard to come by. “I’m not eating you…yet. Don’t test my patience, Nola.” Hector’s honeyed baritone was surprisingly calm. But so were the true-blood werewolves that ate my parents.

It was ambrosia. Next, she wanted to go on a rollercoaster. It looked so scary and a life hazard. Breeana wanted to try it out. When her back hair got raised is when she realized that she was in trouble. Someone was following her. Several someones. She could handle herself but what if they were rogues or other werewolves with their allegiance somewhere else?

Have you ever seen a human sized Beaver? That talk, walk on 2 legs and act like a ninja. It's extremely cute and funny at the same time, that is the scene that unfold before me right now. Though our appearance in this Beaver and Mole settlement was kind of uninvited, in fact from the look of it, they were quite hostile. "Sir….it seems we were uninvited here..".(Bar) Gulping in a cold breath, Bar and the others slowly get into positions, Rafaela even signalling to us that the Beaver ninja already starts to encircle us.